I never thought I'd die alone; I laughed the loudest, who'd of know. I traced the cors back to the wall. Now wonder, it was never plugged in at all. I took my time, I hurried up. The choice was mine, I didn't think enough. I'm too depressed to go in. You'll be sorry when I'm gone. I never conquered, rarely came. Sixteen just held such better days. Days when I still felt alive, we couldn't wait to get outside. The world was wide, too late to try. The tour was over, we'd survived. I couldn't wait till I got home, to pass the time in my room alone.